i thought you loved me,
you lied to me every night,
you never loved me

touch of soft sand is
heavenly to all mankind --
truly a delight.

burgundy velvet
a mixture of fabrics' fine--
dreams of our realm

its trail of red wine
like blood trickling on fine lace
chaos at its helm

a love not of haste
but with intentions in mind
beauty overwhelms

(b.d.s.)

A bubble inside,
Beauty of voids over scars,
Replaces my heart

there was a rainbow
after the rain came that day
filled my glass halfway
since he drank from it. **** him,
he knew i was near empty.